This walk was a circular route on South Harris, walk number 5 in our trusty Cicerone guide. About a third of the route follows an old 19th century pathway that linked a couple of settlements, and was the journey that the schoolchildren used to walk every morning and evening, to and from school.
It started out though, with us parking up on a section of the Golden Road, just north of Greosabhagh. The Golden Road itself, of course, is a piece of history. Built in 1897 to link the settlements of the East coast of the island, it cost an incredible amount of money to build – hence its name.
On leaving the van, we walked up the road a short way before heading to the west and up the rocky slopes of Grosa Cleit.
We didn’t have wall-to-wall sunshine on our wander this day, but nevertheless it was still dry and cool – a perfect temperature for a good walk in fact.
Grand views from the summit had us lingering a short while, before picking our way down the other side, eventually meeting up with the south shore of Loch Airigh Iain Org.
And a short bit of bog trotting then took us to a couple of hundred yards of tarmac, before linking up with the Harris Way for a few miles.
This section of the walk took us on an ancient pathway down towards the tiny settlement of Caolas Stocinis – very pleasant walking taking us past both a ruin of a blackhouse
and a large, derelict chapel.
On heading into the chapel for a look around, we soon headed straight out – dragging Tilly with us – as it was full of her favourite stuff! Various sheep bones, bird skeletons and muck!
We stopped for sandwiches and Scooby snacks just before the buildings of Caolas Stocinis came into view.
And just above the settlement we turned left and picked up the section of track which the children used to follow when journeying between Caolas Stocinis and Greosabhagh.
The next couple of miles were an absolute delight.
I would have been in my element walking to school and back every day along this route.
Geoff, on the other hand, said he’d have never gone to school……
The dogs just thought it was brill.
And after we finally dropped down into Greosabhagh, there was just a short hop along the tarmac again to get back to the van, where afternoon tea, cakes and Jumbones awaited.